A/N This one will actually have ferrets in it, just so you're not confused.

Millie's POV

"Kay, so, hmm, how should I put this, DRACOLIKESYOU."

"What?" She asked, obviously flabbergasted by my subtle hints.

"Well, do you like him back?"

"Well, he's, um, gotten better..." I love how everyone here at Hogwarts -Nay, in England- is so awkward.

"Aha! Can't wait till he hears this!" I ran away...again.

"DRRRRRRAAAACO!" I repeated my last entrance and whispered in his ear. "HERMIONE LIKES YOU TOO." I never quite grasped the concept of whispering.

"Great. Now I am going to drink my orange juice in peace." I grabbed his cup from my hand and dumped it on the ground.

"No time! Go ak her! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now! Now!"

"Okay! Okay, Merlin." He was defeated. He got up, red as Hunt's Tomato Ketchup. Before I could follow him, Pansy shout me a glare. I smiled.

Harry's POV

"Why are all the girls leaving?" Ron asked.

"There's only two." I reminded him.

"Whatever."

Millie arrived first. "News?" Ron asked.

"Draco and Hermione are going to the dance together and Pansy wants to kill both of us."

"Fun day." Harry widened his eyes. "OWL!" He pointed up. We all ducked as it landed in the bowl of sausages.

"I could of sworn that it was mine," Ron said, sounding confuzzled. "But it's coloring is different."

"Aw, darn it Petey! I wanted a sausage!" Millie took the squirming package and fed Petey a french toast stick.

"Are you sure he should eat that?" I asked.

"Ah, he's eaten a rock once."

Right before Millie opened her package, that was moving an awful lot, Hermione plopped down into her seat. The girls exchanged glances, that included smiles, and Millie began to open up whatever was sent to her.

It was a ferret.

A yellow ferret.

She picked up the letter. "Dear Millie, Your mother and I both know how much you wanted a ferret, but they were illegal in California. So, now that we're out of that place, we decided to get you one. Happy...day...So, yeah. Love you, your father."

"Ooh! I will name you Dr. Drakken, Doc for short. You're so cute!" She snuggled it up to her face.

"Hey, Millie, I think you should show that to Malfoy." I said. She eyed me suspiciously befre flouncing away to his table.

We all turned around and saw him jump from his seat and run away from the animal. Confused yet intrigued, Millie chased after him with her ferret extended.

Yeah, I just had to add that. Sorry. :)